| Dark Coin Champion #0551 | In the cursed swamp of the Forbidden Waters, Dark Coin Champion #0551 faced #0565 with a sneer. The toxic aura clashed against the calming waves background as insults filled the air. "Your feeble elf bow won't prevail here," mocked #0565, twirling their trident. #0551's dark skin glowed with rage. A fierce arrow shot from #0551's bow, piercing #0565's armor. Gravely wounded, #0565 gasped, "You may have won this battle, but the tides will turn, Dark Coin filth." With a triumphant smirk, #0551 retorted, "Empty threats from a defeated soul." | Dark Coin Champion #0565 |